The Hell God was full of lying human bodies and broken wood chips. The blood flowing on the deck painted the battleship a layer of bloody tragic, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder. Most of the English sailors on the Hell God had retreated into the cabin, and only a small number of sailors held the swords and guns in their hands tightly blocking the entrance of the cabin.

This part of the English sailors had a firm face, blocking the Vikings. They were the personnel responsible for the rear cut and the bravest and loyal warriors on the warships. Even at this last moment, they still firmly believed that their sacrifice could win the final victory for the Hell God. [..com]

"Kill!" Finally, the Vikings and Englishmen on the deck held up their swords and guns, colliding together like two waves that rushing each other. The sound of metal collision and the roar of muskets were transmitted to the distance in the dark.

On the dark sea, an unknown corner, a small head quietly poked out of the water, and its big green eyes stared at the two entangled warships. Then the small head sank into the water, and a circle of ripples appeared on the sea.

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"His Excellency Blackney, they are drawing cannons!"

The deck of the Vestalos was now empty, and most of the artillery had been moved to the cliff, and only a few old Ferron aircraft were still left here. The young Blackney and a few weak sailors were left on the deck of the Vestalos to stay.

At this time, a relatively large gunner in the grade saw the movement on the opposite gun deck through the gun door on the battleship. The gunner on the Hell God was trying to push several guns to the upper deck and enter the hatch of the lower cabin.

"Recharge solid bullets, lower the muzzle, lower it, and lower it!" Blackney roared at several sailors.

The left-behind sailors strive to launch an old Florian aircraft. The Vestalos did not have this old Florian gun. Because of the last time they fought with the armed merchant ship, several new cannons on the artillery deck were damaged, so they had to temporarily replace several more powerful Florian aircraft on the armed merchant ship.

These rear-mounted smoothbore Ferrors are powerful, but their range is very close and their accuracy is not enough, so they are only suitable for short-range artillery battles. They have the disadvantages of old artillery, which are very bulky and are three times the weight of other new cannons of Vistalos, and the shooting angle is difficult to adjust, so they were not moved to the cliff by Charlie and the others.

"His Excellency Blackney, the distance is too close, and this old-fashioned cannon can no longer lower the shooting angle!"

This Folang machine was pushed out of the cannon door by several left-behind sailors, but the muzzle was upturned. The gunners shook the rocker that adjusted the shooting angle of the artillery to the bottom, but the angle of the muzzle was still a little upturned, and they could not aim at the opposite gun deck.

Blackney took a hurried look at the opposite side, and his pupils suddenly shrank. The sailors there had already adjusted the artillery and were loading shotguns. The target was the entrance of the cabin that was about to be broken through by the sailors of the Vistalos.

The young boy gritted his teeth and flew into the Bolang machine's gunbore, used his weight to lower the muzzle again, turned his head and shouted angrily at several gunners: "Fire!"

"Your Excellency! You will be injured!" Several sailors were shocked. After opening the fire, not to mention the high temperature of the barrel, the recoil alone could hurt Blackney.

"Let's fire!" Blackney glared angrily, his cute little face turned red, and he scolded fiercely.

"Boom!" The Furang finally let out his own roar. A big hole was opened on the hull on the side of the Hell God. The artillery that was aiming at the entrance of the cabin was overturned by the solid shells coming, and the entire gun stand was scattered on the artillery deck. The English sailors around the artillery were knocked down by the blown artillery fragments, and the sound of moans sounded.

The fire of several feet long shot out from the muzzle of the Folang machine, and it shook violently, slid backwards out of the cannon door. The small body lying on the cannon chamber was directly shaken away, landing on an empty wooden box in the corner of the cabin, pressing the wooden box into a pile of wood fragments.

"Cleaning the barrel and reloading it!" Blackney knelt on one knee, holding the bulkhead up, a trace of blood oozing out of the corner of his mouth, the navy uniform on his chest was charred, and a slow blue smoke rose.

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"Roar in!" The English sailors who were responsible for the breaking of the hatch were finally killed. The Viking sailors rushed down the cabin with a scream.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." There was a sound of gunfire on the second floor of artillery deck, and the sailors who rushed into the cabin first covered their chests and fell down. The English sailors threw the empty musket and pulled out the scimitar to pounce on the enemy. The two sides started the battle for this deck again.

The artillery deck was very wide and flat, with no barriers on the deck. The English sailors, who were at a disadvantage, had no choice but to retreat to the third deck, leaving only a few people behind blocking the hatch again.

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"Boom!" With a few cannons, several large holes were blown into the hull of Vestalos, and the sailors on the artillery deck turned into rolling gourds. A piece of wooden deck brushed across Blackney's cheek, adding a muscle to his cute little face, which was a counterattack carried out by the third artillery deck of Hell God.

Blackney was unaware of the wound on his face, and looked at the abnormal movements on the deck of the third layer of artillery opposite with a focused expression. He found that the gunners there were still trying to arrange artillery at the hatch in this layer. The boy immediately continued to lie on the cannon and roared at the few gunners: "Continue to fire!"

The Hell God has two layers of artillery, and the third deck is also an artillery deck. Because it is below the second deck, the shooting angle of the Flanger needs to be lower. Blackney had to lie near the hot muzzle of the Flanger so that the shooting angle could be lowered.

"Boom!" As Florian roared, Blackney was shaken away again. This was the fourth time he was shaken away by Florian's huge recoil.

"Ahem, clean... the cannon chamber, reload it!" Blackney opened his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Inexplicable meat foam appeared in the blood ball splashed on the deck. The boy trembled all over and got up again, an abnormal blush floated on his face. As he gasped violently, a trace of burning blue smoke appeared from his mouth.

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The English sailors on the second artillery deck were cleaned up again, but the Viking sailors who rushed in the front hesitated for a moment and did not rush into the third artillery deck again. The volleyball ferry just now still made them feel scared.

"Hmph!" Hedram, covered in blood, stepped out and picked up a piece of wooden box fragment on the ground, blocked himself, and stepped into the hatch of the third artillery deck. Behind him, Gerhardt and Xu Mo looked at each other, wiped the blood on their faces, and also leaned over to pick up a piece of wooden board, followed him into the hatch.

"Long live!" The Viking sailors burst into cheers, and the fatigue brought by the continuous fierce battles was wiped out, and morale rose again, and their three commanders rushed into the third artillery deck.

After entering the third deck, everyone was stunned because the artillery deck was empty. It seemed that the English knew that the wide artillery deck could not stop them from attacking fiercely and retreated into the sailor cabin below.

The sailor cabin is different from the artillery deck. It has many partitions in the sailor cabin, which divides this floor of cabin into many living compartments, storage compartments, cargo compartments and ammunition depots.
Chapter completed!